Fraternity OK, I'm Sick

Ok I'm sick
Not the kind of sick that lands you in the doctor
Not the kind that makes you weak and then heals you stronger
It's the kind of sick that turns your legs into spaghetti
It’s the kind of sick that makes your blood burn and your bones heavy
The kind of sick that makes an atheist pray for Jesus
The kind of sickness that turns your power into weakness

I’m sick of being sick for this whole fucking place to witness
And I'm living a sick life that most people call privilege
And they’re kinda right but I'm still sicker than I can cope with

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